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Don't kiss me goodnight
Waving, Peta took off down the drive, almost colliding with Lacey who was flying along the pavement.
Ike flew past Tay and some girl on the front step and ran up to his room, slamming the door behind him.
Slamming doors was somewhat therapeutic for Ike, he liked to do it a lot when he was angry.
It vented some frustration.
Throwing himself on his bed, Ike let out a strangled cry.
Oh Lacey.
Finally, she was completely out of his reach.
As unreachable as the stars.
Marvelous.
Lacey screamed.
‘Why! Why me!’
And broke into fresh sobs.
She crumpled down on her floor and sobbed and sobbed.
She was grateful her mother was out, she needed to think, but she needed to not think too.
Too many things were happening.
Mark. Ike.
Later that night, the doorbell rang and when Ike answered it, he thought he was hallucinating.
‘L….Lacey?’ he squeaked, wide eyed.
‘I, uh, just, uh came to apologize. For today I mean. I was way out of line.’
‘That’s ok.’
‘Well, I guess I’d better go.’
‘No! Oh, I mean, please come in. I mean, would you like to come in?’ Ike stumbled for words.
‘No. Please. I have to go.’
Lacey could feel the tears prickling behind her eyes and knew she didn’t have much time to leave before she broke down.
She could not expose herself to Ike.
After all, it was her fault. I mean, if she’d only stayed with Mark, and not gone off the track……
She was better off with him anyway.
Why did she do it? Why did she bring this all on herself?
Tears started to fall uncontrollably from her eyes and she had to hang her head.
Ike was startled.
‘Lacey! What’s wrong?’ he cried alarmed.
Lacey tried to turn and flee but he caught her arm.
Ike knew he had no business asking Lacey to tell him what was wrong, but even if she didn’t know it, she meant a lot to him and he was hurting to see her this upset.
But Lacey could not touch Ike. No. She could never touch anyone else except Mark.
It wasn’t as though he’d shattered her trust, no, she was stronger than that, she just knew she could not touch anyone in case Mark saw her.
‘Let me go, please!’ she begged, sobbing. ‘He might see me!’
‘Who might see you Lace? Who?’ Ike asked, holding her up by her arm.
Then he realized. ‘Mark.’
‘Oh Lace! What has he done to you?’
Lacey broke from Ike’s grasp and fled home.
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